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January 7, 2014

The Outdoor Ice Rink

As a kid growing up in Minnesota I never learned how to skate. There I said it. As an adult, as a parent, as someone who lives walking distance from an outdoor rink I’ve decided this is the year I learn to skate a little less like Frankenstein and more like Frankenstein’s slightly more coordinated cousin.

Tonight, after two days of being cooped up and held captive by a polar vortex we had to get out as a family. A much needed outing. ‘Out’ being the keyword.